Fitting in

Conformity isn't the enemy. It's a lack of awareness of both self and one's surroundings that is what we all need to surmount.

I reached a goal that I've been looking forward to for weeks. To celebrate I could have indulged in potato chips, made myself a lavish dinner or even gone out and bought something, but I didn't. I came home and tried on every piece of clothing I still have in the house that was too small for me months ago. Some of these things still have their tags and one was my high school prom dress. Only four things still don't fit as well as I'd like them to: my prom dress doesn't have breathing room, a skirt I fell in love with doesn't zip, a business dress is too tight around the hips and the goal bathing suit still doesn't look right.

The goal bathing suit is an initial goal- I want to be in it at the beginning of the summer... There's another I have in mind that's more ambitious. It's Marilyn Monroe in royal blue. It's scrumptious and I've never owned nor worn anything like it in my life. I've made it my goal for labor day or before. I also made it into a reward and check point: anytime I really want potato chips I have to put the amount that a bag of my favorite chips would cost into a cup in the kitchen. It already has 13 dollars in it. That way 1, I don't have the cash for those chips on hand and 2, when time comes, I'll have the cash for a stellar suit.